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Gilby Clarke - Tijuana Jail Gilby Clarke - Tijuana Jail |
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Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion,
For this evening of oblivion
You see everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me lonely
Without friends I never had
Oh, packing up my Mustang 'cuz this city has no heart,
It sucks you in and spits you out
Patiently I'm seeking, destination is unknown,
I followed the road down to Mexico
Sorry Mr. officer, I think you got it wrong,
I'm a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home
He smiled and said "Señor, you're not in Texas anymore"
I send my love to my home but send my mail to a Tijuana Jail
Oh, staring at the ceiling of my jail cell, it's my home,
At least for now, seems like forever
Sleeping on the floor with the rats, crawling up my ass,
I'm gonna kill that officer, yeah
Sorry Mr. officer, and I'm gonna get revenge,
On this side of the border 20 pesos will get you dead
He smiled and said "Señor, I think I'll drink to your threats"
I send my love to my home, but send my mail to a Tijuana Jail
Oh, in my destitution, suicide`s a solution,
And I'm a gambler, and I'm not cashed in
You see the sun is going down,
And my problems will be solved by dawn,
But not by justice
Huh, I smelled liquor on his breath, and I knew this was my last chance,
I begged give a dying man his last drink
He handed me the glass with just the worm and then he laughed
I pulled a switchblade from my boot, and shoved it in his throat!
Sorry Mr. officer, I think you got it wrong,
I'm a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home
He smiled and said "Señor, you're not in Texas anymore"
Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail!
Ooooohhh!
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Gilby Clarke:
